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"Miss Shu, what are you doing? Well, I don't even know what to say about you."

Fu Rong sighed, and while applying medicine to Qiu Zhishu, there was a hint of hatred in her heart, "It's just a meal, and you won't starve to death. Why do you have to contradict the third lady for this. You, you... can you?" I can't stop eating, alas, I raised my arm, I didn't wipe the bottom..."

Qiu Zhishu held the chopsticks in one hand, and lifted them up obediently, the irritating potion touched the swollen and broken skin, Qiu Zhishu then gasped.

"hiss……"

"Now you know it hurts?" Fu Rong gave her a white look, "If I knew it was like this, what did you do back then? I would rather get a beating than keep my dinner. Can you still eat?"

"Why can't I eat the dinner I earned with my skills?" Qiu Zhishu was more confident than anyone else: "I can't deprive me of the right to eat, even if I die, I will be a full ghost."

Qiu Zhishu clenched his fists, his blood was very hot, "Defend to the death... Aw, Furong, what are you doing, Furong? Be gentle, baby..., it hurts me to death, why are you suddenly so strong."

Fu Rong curled her lips, but her face was still not very good-looking: "I thought Miss Shu, you have three heads and six arms, copper skin and iron bones, you are not afraid of heavenly kings, I am sure you are not afraid of mere pain."

"Huh?" Qiu Zhishu keenly noticed something, rolled his eyes, and turned his head to see Fu Rong's expression.

Fu Rong turned her head to the side so that she could not see it, and concentrated on applying medicine to the last wound.

Qiu Zhishu raised his arms, stretched his neck and leaned over to look, but was pushed away by Fu Rong with a sulky face, and said sullenly, "Don't block the light, there's nothing to see."

"Furong, you..." Qiu Zhishu stood up straight, took a slight breath, and let it out after a while: "Crying again?"

Time suddenly froze, and the air in the room seemed to stop flowing.

slap!

The clean white cloth that Fu Rong used to wipe the wound fell to the ground, breaking the panic-stricken silence.

Her movements froze, and she slowly knelt down to pick it up.

"I don't. Ms. Shu, you are not the main master I serve, and you don't pay me wages. Why should I worry about you so much, and cry for you? Can you stop putting gold on your face?" Furong said At first her tone was a bit aggressive, it was the first time she was so eccentric towards Qiu Zhishu.But if she didn't do this, she couldn't suppress the painful choking in her throat, and she would cry out immediately.

Fu Rong didn't stand up immediately, but just stared at the outstretched hand, which landed on the white cloth, but the picture was blurred.His hands trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Qiu Zhishu suddenly fell silent, a little regretful.

She shouldn't have said it.

"Ah, that's right." Qiu Zhishu opened his mouth dryly.

"Yeah, so as long as you don't implicate me, why should I... feel so sad and angry because you keep getting hurt." Furong wiped her eyes vigorously with the back of her hand, and the potion on her fingertips rubbed her tears even more Big drops big drops smashed out, seeing that he couldn't pretend anymore, he simply sat down on the ground and growled hysterically.

"Can't you love yourself more, don't get hurt all the time, and try to live?"

Qiu Zhishu stared at the little maid in front of her with lowered eyes, her expression could not be seen clearly under the light and shadow, and she didn't know what she was thinking.The figure reflected in the bronze mirror looked a bit lonely.

"I'm working hard." Qiu Zhishu whispered, "If you don't eat, you will die."

Hibiscus: ...

His hands were shaking with anger, but he didn't know how to refute.

"Crying Bao Furong, don't cry, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly." Qiu Zhishu wanted to rub her hair, but she was restrained by her shiny and smooth bun, so he spread his hands : "When I have money in the future, I will pay you wages, will you follow me?"

Fu Rong was changed the subject by her, and quickly forgot to cry, her eyes were still dripping with water, she looked up at Qiu Zhishu in a daze, "How much?"

Qiu Zhishu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It must be more than you have now, double or triple, okay?"

"Then I'll think about it." Fu Rong sniffed, then silently got up and patted the ashes off her body.

"I didn't realize that you, Furong, are a small money fan." Qiu Zhishu was overjoyed, "Whoever pays more money, you will follow."

"Otherwise?" Fu Rong was annoyed by her laughter, walked over and threw the white cloth into the basin, "what's so funny."

"Stop laughing, baby Furong, come over to eat, the food will be cold if you don't eat any more." Qiu Zhishu pursed his lips and waved.

Fu Rong leaned over, glanced at the delicacies on the table, and hesitated: "The servant is a maid, so I can't eat at the same table with the young lady." But her stomach rumbled at the right time, and she swallowed her saliva.

Even though Miss San beat Miss Shu, she also locked Luoshuangxuan, making it impossible to enter or leave.But the food delivered by the kitchen today is unexpectedly good, even Hou Ye can't eat these every day.

Furong was greedy, but dared not eat.

"Besides, you got it in exchange for being beaten, and the slaves don't want to eat it." Furong looked at her resentfully, but shook her head firmly.

"It's only been hit a dozen times, and it doesn't hurt at all. Don't you read it? There are not even two broken skins."

Qiu Zhishu narrowed his eyes with a smile, pushed him to the side of the table, and said in a seductive tone: "There are so many delicious foods, you will regret it if you don't eat them. I just tasted it, and it was crispy and crispy, and the meat was full of fragrance. I'm so hungry. Come... open your mouth, ah!"

Fu Rong leaned her neck back with difficulty, and let Qiu Zhishu rub a piece of fragrant sauced meat against her lips. Her spirit was about to surrender, and with the last insistence, she said dubiously: "But you were about to pass out from the pain at that time, why? It probably doesn't hurt."

"I pretended." Qiu Zhishu blinked and smiled: "If you don't act, how can Qiu Lingxiao make people stop?"

Hibiscus: ...

"That's all you care about?"

Qiu Zhishu recalled it, blinked and hugged Furong, because he was afraid of being close to the wound and didn't dare to hold it tight, so he smiled happily: "Oh, my good Furong, you care about me so much, I don't even care about it." I know how to repay you. Come and eat quickly, it’s just the two of us here, what I can give you for the time being is to give you a bite to eat, and there will be no more.”

"It's really acting?" Fu Rong swallowed the meat that was fed to her mouth, and then she was surprised, "You howled so badly at that time, I thought you were about to be beaten to death."

"How can it be so easy to die, the little fairy has magical powers to protect her body, so she won't be easily led by dogs."

Qiu Zhishu fed her another piece of meat, and his brows were full of pride: "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. Do you want me to cry for you now? Let me brew my emotions first."

Fu Rong: All right, all right, I understand, there is no need to demonstrate.

"Also... Nowadays, many people use fairy to describe women in brothels. Ms. Shu, please don't say that in front of outsiders, so as not to be misunderstood."

Qiu Zhishu didn't answer her words, but focused his eyes and made a gesture of silence: "Someone is here."

Fu Rong immediately stood up, wiped the corners of her mouth, and stood obediently by the table with her hands behind her back, her eyebrows lowered and her eyes closed.

Qiu Zhishu sat down with a big face, and tilted his head when the iron lock fell and the door was pushed open.

Facing a pair of shadowy, smiling eyes.

……

Qiu Lingxiao left Luoshuangxuan and walked halfway, just in time to meet the housekeeper walking towards him tremblingly.

"I met Miss San."

Qiu Lingxiao didn't intend to talk to him at first, but he judged his identity instantly from his clothes, stopped in front of him, and asked gloomily, "You just came from your mother? What did she say."

"Yes." The housekeeper bowed again, and told the truth with drooping eyelids: "Madam asked the servant to return all the dowry gifts. She does not agree to this marriage."

The cloud immediately turned clear on Qiu Lingxiao's face, "That's it." Frowning, he waved his hand: "Then you go, hurry up and do your business."

The housekeeper cupped his hands before leaving.

Nanny Zhang put her hands in her hands, considered Qiu Lingxiao's expression at the side, and asked tentatively: "Miss San, shall we still go to see Da Furen now?"

"I won't go." Qiu Lingxiao hooked her ruddy lips.

Sure enough, she was thinking too much, so she didn't need to do anything, her mother hated Ah Shu so much, she hated her so much that she wanted to kill her.

One is afraid of revenge, and the other is that he does not want Ah Shu to gain power.

"Oh, then why was I so angry before? It's impossible for her to leave." Qiu Lingxiao stood there with a suddenly realized expression, and then covered his mouth and began to worry.

"Didn't Ah Shu suffer in vain? Is she afraid of me and afraid to get close to me?

But...the past few days have indeed caused her to suffer a lot, the whip is enough, let's go to deliver candies tonight. "

After thinking this through, Qiu Lingxiao smiled sweetly, turned his footsteps slightly, and said in a relaxed tone, "Go back to Luoxia Courtyard first."

……

At nightfall, Luoshuangxuan's lock fell, and the door was pushed open.

Qiu Lingxiao held a brocade straw doll in one hand, saw Qiu Zhishu's alert eyes, and approached with a smile: "Ashu, is dinner ready?"

"I've just started, I haven't eaten yet." Qiu Zhishu occupied half of the table protectively, and then retreated reflexively to make room when Qiu Lingxiao walked up to him.

Qiu Lingxiao sat down opposite Qiu Zhishu, and looked at her with one hand dragging her chin, "Okay, eat, I'll wait for you."

Qiu Zhishu's scalp was numb, being stared at by such a gaze, it was like being spied on by a venomous snake that looks harmless, exquisite and slender, but is actually full of venom all over its body.

And I always feel that when she said this, it was like a poisonous snake saying to its prey with malicious intentions: "Okay, eat it. I can eat you when you are full."

Lifting and putting down the chopsticks, Qiu Zhishu collapsed, and asked weakly and palely: "What do you want to do again, I'm tired, can you stop torturing me today?"

Who knows, Qiu Lingxiao looked more wronged than her, and slightly widened his eyes: "Ashu, why do you miss me so much? If you don't make me angry, how can I be willing to punish you? Do you think I am making trouble for no reason these two days? ?”

"It's my fault, I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have made you angry." Qiu Zhishu immediately conceded defeat and shut up, with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, very docile and obedient.

She shouldn't have provoked this brat, if she continued, the brat would have an illness again.

Qiu Lingxiao was very satisfied with her self-awareness, and continued to rest her chin on Qiu Zhishu's turbulent eating.The index finger tapped the smooth chin, reminding: "Ashu, here." [1]

Qiu Zhishu wiped off the soup overflowing from the corner of his mouth with a grimace, and looked at the sky outside the window: "At this time, you should go to bed, aren't you sleepy?"

The implication is, why don't you leave!

"...I'm waiting for you." Qiu Lingxiao lay back on his back, leaning against the back of the chair.

Qiu Zhishu was shocked: "Are you going to sleep with me tonight?"

you dream!The first night of labor and management is reserved for my wife.

Qiu Lingxiao nodded with an arrogant expression that this is God's gift, and you are waiting for the poor people to thank you quickly.

Then he said: "Ashu is very obedient, so I decided to give you the latest Baoer. It took me an afternoon to sew it. My hands are hurt, look!"

As he spoke, he opened one hand, and showed Qiu Zhishu her two white fingers tied with gauze with red thread.

"Bao'er?" Qiu Zhishu took the Bao'er that the maid brought to him with trembling hands, and said dryly, "It's the Bao'er that you must have when you sleep, and the one that you can't sleep without it?"

Qiu Zhishu frowned.

Too nm ugly!

Uglier than any one I've seen before!

"Every Bao'er is unique. This is your own Bao'er. Isn't it beautiful? Ashu, you should cherish it." Qiu Lingxiao smiled.

The corner of Qiu Zhishu's mouth twitched, it was indescribable: Seriously?

What should I say about this doll?

Ordinarily, it is just a few pieces of cloth sewn together, so it is not ugly at all.But Xiongzi is a real talent. Relying on his superhuman talent, he forcibly created such monsters.

In the past, it was enough to just glance at it from a distance, but now it is a new way to torture people, right?

This method, it has to be said, is a kind of inhumane torture for people of the visual department, visual poisoning, and spiritual pollution.

Just think about her wife's peerless face and wash your eyes.

In the future, simply DIY a figure of Song Jin and take it with you.

After thinking about it, Qiu Zhishu felt uncomfortable looking at Bao'er, who was smiling wide open, but he forced a smile: "Thank you, master, I will cherish it."

"... Ah Qiu." A small gust of cold wind came in through the crack of the window, causing Qiu Lingxiao to sneeze.He rubbed his little nose and said, "After eating, let's wash up and lie down, I'm so sleepy, Ah Shu."

Qiu Zhishu: I almost forgot about this.

"I..." Before Qiu Zhishu could say his refusal, a servant girl held each of his shoulders down, and the table in front of him was removed, and replaced with a wooden sink and a comb.

The servant girl grinned: "My servant washes Miss Shu."

The author has something to say: [1]: This clip reminds me of a drama I watched, hahaha funny clip.Senior Gao Leng nodded his chin, indicating that there are rice grains.Because the subordinate was too nervous, he thought that the other party was asking for a kiss, and after a long time of psychological construction, he sacrificed his life and kissed him. (Hahahahaha at the scene of the death of a large society, I laughed out loud.)

Turned into the following characters, it will probably be like this.

Qiu Lingxiao nodded her lips: here.

Qiu Zhishu wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth (indifferently): Oh thank you.

Song Jin pointed to the corner of her mouth (indicating that there are rice grains): here.

Qiu Zhishu leaned forward and kissed him (covering his face in embarrassment): My wife always asks for a kiss so directly.

宋矜（眼神一暗），扑倒之。感谢在2021-03-0423:27:46~2021-03-0723:46:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Inoue Hei 1;